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7 Will the flocks from their pastures be led,

Must the herds go wild straying abroad,

Shall the looms be all stopp'd in each shed,

And the ships be all moord in each road,

Must the arts be all Scatter'd around.

And shall commerce grow sick of its tide

Must religion expire on the ground,

And shall virtue sink down by her side.

A soldier and a bonnie lass

Went out together one day,

With kisses and kind compliments,

He unto her did say:

Love, dare I kiss thy ruby lips,

'Tould make me something bolder,

Oh no, Oh no, my minnie says,

I may na kiss wi' a soldier.

The soldier being a proper youth,

He took her by the hand,

Say he, my dear the soldier lad

Has the world at his command:

Besides he is a pillar strong

And he's the land's upholder,

And he's a rogue, and she's a fool,

That speaks against a soldier.

King David once he dream'd a dream,

As he lay on the ground;